Right In Front Of MeI look so far away to see That that's right in front of me That horrid change, here to stay Futile to hope, futile to pray What has been done is done for good Can't undo it, wish I could Pale and weak, ever frail Swung the hammer, missed the nail Can't get up to try again Sicker than I've ever been So parched with thirst I cannot swallow Look down my throat you'll find I'm hollow Nothing left but bitter hate Swaggering with a demon's gait Poking, jabbing, piercing a hole In my flimsy worn-out soul Now you can see the change within Broken shelRight In Front Of Me
Can you...Crack my bones Brittle they shatter Won't use them now Doesn't matterCan you...
Can you hear it?
Whip my flesh Red flecks fly Shred the skin Watch it cry
Can you see it?
Pull my hair Hear me scream Step into This horrid dream
Can you feel it?
Pick my scabs Can't be healed Dirty secrets Are revealed
Can you bear it?
Oh
Oh
I cannot.
Blind and ScarredSo many times I've dreamed the dream I dreamt today Yet never did it end this way. For never did it end at all For one must trip before the fall. And now I see though eyes not seeing How worthless was my feeble fleeing. I do not see that fight I fought Though I still see, my eyes do not. Some fools look and call me blind Their careless gaze can't see my mind. My mind, my fears, ambitions, dreams How broken the whole world seems; When one small shard can cut and rend, What one small thread could never mend. When one small shard can sever skin Vicious releBlind and Scarred
Shattered - BrokenMy soul bleeds not Though scratched and torn It\'s ever dying Can\'t be reborn How oh how Did it come to this My fate is sealed By fallen\'s kiss Spirit ragged Shattered, broken Can\'t be fixed Won\'t be woken Nightmares birth Wretched squalor They grow strong I grow smaller I hide and run And run and hide Always end up On the same side I scratch and claw But can\'t find hope All that\'s left Is just this rope And its purpose Is so clear For at its end Ends the fear Ends the haShattered - Broken
LeviathanFrom an underlining vernacular conscience An understanding circumstance corrupts the form Weak wings hold high the crumbling pillars Controlling a formal trilogy My controversial internal function manipulates an output Expanding a vulnerable injection corresponding sense, insighting a similar fallback Outward fault simulates a forward plunge intraping feeling inside a cage of dispair Hope is engulfed in a spinning time A life consumed by your leviathan of mourn.Leviathan
Back to the grind
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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